I thought about this recently while I was in between bites on Lake Washington on a cold January day recently. Why do I come out here and sit for hours for so few bites and fewer yet rewards of a fish in the boat. Why indeed.
I thought back to my days as a kid. I was very fortunate to have a father who was a tournement bass angler. Even more fortunate to rub elbows with some of the west best bass anglers at a very young age. I got alot of satisfaction of out fishing my older and more experienced angler when I was younger. I loved the competition of beating other guys. Men who were 20 to 40yrs my senior and have fished most of their lives.
After a long period of not fishing, ( 20 years) I finally got a boat and began the pursuit of fishing in Washington. What a world of difference fishing here is. I was humbled many a day out on our local lakes. After a few years of club fishing the competitive fire began to grow again. But this time it was different. It was no longer about fishing against others, it was fishing against the fish themselves.
Not that fishing is easy in other parts of the country, I have had many a tough day on the Delta, Lake Powell, Lake Mead and Clear Lake, it just seems to me that fishing in Washington is extra tough. Or, I'm just extra bad and have to work a whole lot harder to get the few bites I do get. I like to think that is just a little tougher up here in Washington.
With that being said, that is why I now fish, it's against these extra wiley, tough, and downright finncky fish that have taken up residence here. They seem to have captured my attention more than the "beating the other guys in the tournements".
The beating of these fish is why I fish.
Mark
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